how is it that every pair of lovers I see
carries your face
every stolen glance,
every whispered word—
i see them on the streets,
beneath the city lights,
their hands entwined,
their hearts wide open,
and i am drawn back
to the thought of you.

every yearning verse
that dances across my screen,
even the ones that burn with desire,
even when my skin is flush with wanting,
my thoughts are always of you,
pulling me under.

i have craved you
more than any hunger i've...